Q's

Got this from ms C.S.!

1. What is your occupation?
Ranger student, the general opinion of the class is that we specialise in coffee breaks
2. Like banana sandwiches?
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA?? Never had one :b
3. What are you listening to right now?
Some Party Hit...
4. What was the last thing you ate:
Potatoes au gratin + veg burger + diet coke *BUUUUUUUUUUURP*
5. Do you wish on stars?
No :O
6. If you were a crayon, what colour would you be?
Blaaaaaack
7. How is the weather right now?
Crap since it's the great Booze Eve in Sweden :q
8. Last person you spoke to on the phone?
Mum
9. Do you like the person who sent this to you?
Yes, stalk-sistah! :)
10. How old are you today?
22 XC
11. Favourite sport to watch?
Horse jumpin
12. Have you ever dyed your hair?
Sevvveral times, red & black tho not simultaneously
13. Do you wear contacts or glasses?
Just shades... with flames on em :)
14. Pets?
Ellen-dog
15. Favourite month?
June? :D
16. Favourite food?
VEG PIZZA
17. What was the last movie you watched?
Tristan + Isolde, always take in a movie on my fave actor's b-day = June 22 = Nicholas Lea :x
18. Favourite day of the year?
Whatever is the first day of summer holiday *dies in grass*
19. What do you do to prevent anger?
Uh... my teacher said there was a way... until he says more on the subject, I stay away from online veg*ism forums <:B
20. What was your favourite toy as a child?
E.T. doll! :)
21. Autumn or spring?
S.....pring...... :q
22. Hugs or kisses?
Oh dear, haven't had either in 3945739573 years, Alan, get yo arse over here so I can evaluate em
23. Cherry or Blueberry?
Fresh cherries, blueberry ice-cream
24. When was the last time you cried?
Dunno :/
25. What is on the floor of your closet?
A huge toy otter I'm planning to sell, it's called Tarka :)
26. Who is the friend you have had the longest?
Well, I was with my long lost friend J from 1988-1996 or so :p
27. What did you do last night?
Watched "The black stallion" *faint*
28. What are you afraid of?
JELLYFISH and spiders!
29. Favourite cat / dog breed?
Maine coon? Cairnterrier? :9
30. Number of keys on your key ring?
House... Little one for lost lock... Bike...
31. How many years at your current job?
Student 2003-present, McDeath 2002-2004
32. Favourite day of the week?
Friday........maybe...
33. How many cities have you lived in?
1 :(

Chickenshit in the arena

My folks have eloped to the happy Paris for a few days. Paid for by somebody's workplace. Of course I never planned to go along, IN CASE I GOT A JOB... ha... ha... ha... and now it would have cost 3000 SEK to drag me there. I'm saving myself for a last-minute trip somewhere. I have no idea where to go, which is fine, since I can make a last-minute decision any day... Hence my feeling that I'll never get around to go anywhere. :p And I've never travelled alone to a place I've never been, rilly. If chickenshit goes alone, she'll get lost, get on the wrong plane, wrong bus, wrong hotel, get left behind, robbed, raped, infected, parasitically oppressed, mutilated, enslaved, murdered and dumped. Aye. But then, some of those things could happen anywhere.

Where the feck should I go, though? FREEDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!! Uh... Greece, Croatia, maybe Spain are fluttering around in me head. If it goes well, it could be so cool. (:B

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To get out, about, heavily exercised, maddeningly stimulated, filthy rich, deliciously crisp-burned, insanely famous & orangely tanned, I have started shooting small-time showjumping. I mostly did international, indoor, distant stuff before, and have hardly ever been to one of these little outdoor local competitions. I surely haven't been in one! :p It's... it's... just like in them horse novels of my youth. Potentially. *anxiety attack* COMMON EVENTS IN THEM HORSE NOVELS OF MY YOUTH: X gets too tall/old to keep riding/competing her beloved pony. X's overly ambitious parents sell her beloved pony, possibly to the meat market. Or: X finishes second out of only 3975 competitors. Overly ambitious parents spank her good.

Some sure get spanked a lot at those competitions. Is it just me, or do loads of riders whip their horses when the latter refuse fences for getting spooked or coming at it in a suboptimal way? (Of course, I suck at seeing the difference between that and the horsie trying to make the rider their bitch, or something.) Yeah, maybe that'll get the horse thinking "I SUDDENLY HAVE A GREAT FEELING ABOUT THIS PREVIOUSLY SCARY SHIT AND I CANNOT WAIT TO APPROACH IT AGAIN!" But what do I know...! :C *mutter*

What about dressage? Whipz are outlawed there, aren't they? How do THEY survive without? Hey, jumping and racing might get more interesting without. Cleansed, ya know. :B Well, the pony racers aren't allowed whips! (Another bizarre difference between pony and TB racing is that everyone in contact with the racing ponies must wear helmets. I mean... as in nobody ever got their brains mashed by a TB? Um...)

Hehe, I could take up shooting dressage and pony racing only... MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! And mounted games of course...

Approximate scale of fun, photo-wise:
Jumping > Mounted games > Arabian racing > Pony racing > Thoroughbred racing > Dressage

But... but... staring at small-time dressage...? :/ *evil* Well, we'll see... Maybe I'd lose a load of Real Guy Photographers that way! Maybe they only like da jumping action! :B *prejudiced* *sadly action-lovin*

At the latest competition I had to share my planet with an Evil Other Photographer who was also a Real Photographer! He had huge equipment, access to the paddock, a humble servant, a tent containing a laptop + printer, and a deal with the judge, who screamed every now and then "BUY HIS PHOTOS IN THAT TENT OVER THERE!"

Wonder if they'll want more photos... when mine are all edited, 4000 years from now. Must build wee reputation.

The cool thing was, the Evil Other Photographer charged 80 SEK for a 13 x 18 cm photo, 100 SEK for an A5 and 150 SEK for an A4! :B That miiiiiiiiiight only work when the buyer has some sentimental connection to the pic... and his pics were so pwetty... but still! :)

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My auction-won Goblet of Fire DVD arrived yesterday. It was new, fresh, crisp, supposedly Swedish, and actually Danish. The auction text said: "100% Swedish edition!" The photo showed a Danish edition. I assumed the seller had got his hands on editions from all over and only bothered to photograph one.

HELLO! MY EDITION OF GOBLET IS DANISH! HI, A DANISH-DUBBED ALAN RICKMAN IS SITTING ON MY SHELF! YAY! No. :S I was almost gonna ask for my money back... The guy was bloody lucky I didn't need subtitles, at least... but I watched a few deleted scenes (Ahhh, wizard rock! AHHHHHHHHHHHH, CHRISTMASSY SNAPE!) and my mood improved. Dammit. This was around 4am. :) Then I watched the movie, until a double dose of the first scene with the Voice knocked me out hot. :9

OMFG, it's June

It surprises me every time...

I just wrote the last exam before summer, it was all inzects (must stop evil murderous Adsense on this topic by spelling mistake), some of which we'd been running around looking at during the last coupla weeks. We spent a week on da eastside, whose inzect fauna is more... famous. The teacher almost died over the fancy inzects we (...) found there. I had got my shit together and brought an ole family macro lens. And my dad's 4 Mpixel camera. :D Some of the fab photos were used in the teacher's presentation one evening and many of our blown-up inzects had the class gasping and fainting and clutching their feeble hearts. :9 I had never used the macro lens before but now I shall reveal all! In a blurry way! :p

Other thrilling events on da eastside:

I learned 1 great new expression. "In copula." *overuses severely*

I was smooched by 2 ticks, but got them out with my bare fingers before they grew to melon-size. Why, that makes my total life tick score 4. Maybe eastside ticks LIKE me, unlike other... ticks... Or all the world's arthropods just collect there since it's so warm and sunny and all...

Think I got 28/30 points today... Only 27/30 points for the bird/mammal exam! :P

No real summer job in sight. Well, I did spend a great part of the job hunting season suspecting I was dying. :C How annoying that I wasn't. But I can lead a Penniless Existence... except for Monday, when I bought a new cam... (My old 2 Mpixels will not do, and dad got tired of my meddling with his cam. This one has 6 Mpixels, an unecessarily huge display, half the amount of batteries, and tiny little microscopic wee buttons that need to be pressed with a needle.) ...ahem, and today, when US dollars were so weak that it seemed stupid not to send The Nature Conservancy a lil something... :B

I have become a faithful user of the auction site Tradera though. At the mo I'm auctioning out 102 horsie pics on a CD. (Cheap to make, but easy for idiots to copy and spread all over, which is against them rulez I have set.) Someone has offered 9 SEK for it so far. :) Er, woohoo.

Also, I have put up an online note offering my cool dog-walking skillz in my area this summer. That is such a 13-year-old-job... but it would be sweet!

I'm off to start reading An awfully big adventure! And soothe my throat with strawberries! Maybe look for some library books in English, and decent trainers... Mum hates my black boots so much that she says she'll pay for trainers. Hehe, one good thing about her superficiality. Later I will go and see The da Vinci code in the Nice Cinema, where I have booked their last seat with extra room for me legs!